Before this, the Chen An everyone remembered had always controlled detached scales to attack and defend.
Over time, almost all his opponents and spectators had unconsciously fallen into the same misconception.
-Chen An had terrible mobility. Once someone closed in on him, they would expose his weakness.
That was why Ye Xinglan had not put much distance between them.
The next instant, the soul power within Chen An surged without warning.
Ye Xinglan's pupils contracted sharply. Her mouth fell slightly open in shock, and her heart shook.
"You!"
Chen An pressed the draw button.
The fate wheel began spinning rapidly.
His objective had been achieved. It was time to wrap up this match.
He released his soul power output up to level 25.
His figure flashed. Chen An burst forward like an afterimage, appearing before Ye Xinglan in an instant.
His speed left Ye Xinglan no chance even to react defensively.
A strand of Ripple gathered at Chen An's fingertip. With a gentle tap, he touched her smooth forehead.
The soul skill took effect.
An invisible force invaded her meridians. Ye Xinglan shuddered, her soul power instantly falling into disarray and slipping out of control. The Stargod Sword vanished with it.
She had instinctively swung her sword to defend herself, but with her martial soul gone, the motion met empty air. The disruption threw her off balance, and she pitched forward.
"My... soul power..."
Chen An raised a hand and caught her soft, falling body with one arm.
To him, he was merely supporting her out of courtesy so she would not fall onto the arena floor.
But this was the first time Ye Xinglan had ever had such close physical contact with a boy.
His warm embrace enveloped her, and the girl's cheeks flared scarlet.
She wanted to push